Thursday, 20 November 2014

Welcome Secret Cravings author, Carolyn Wren...

Ghosts of Grace Cottage

by Carolyn Wren

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BLURB:

Eloisa Waters is creating a new life for herself.After travelling for twelve months, she
comes home at Christmas, purchasing a small country cottage in a sleepy English
village, despite the fact its previous owner was a recluse, the original owner
was supposedly a witch, and it’s now rumored to be haunted!

On the first night in her new home, sensual erotic dreams
surprise and delight her.Only
these aren’t dreams.The rumors
are true.Two handsome Regency
ghosts inhabit the cottage, becoming corporeal at night, trapped by a curse,
compelled to satisfy every desire of the new owner.

Elly begins to fall in love with Anton and Phillipe, her
charming ghostly lovers.But is
there more? Can the curse be broken? Or does Elly risk her own soul. As
Christmas approaches, and memories surface, how will Elly choose?How can she possibly leave behind the
Ghosts of Grace Cottage?

EXCERPT

“You can’t avoid bringing up the subject of Christmas with
me. It’s everywhere I look.” She gestured to the fairy lights in the trees and
the snowman in the garden next door. “Just because I’m not up to all the
festivities this year doesn’t mean everyone else has to suffer.”

“I don’t know why you don’t buy a
lovely new place with the life insurance money.”

“My folks always wanted a country
cottage. Maybe in some ways I’m fulfilling their dream.”

Sally yanked the collar of her
coat higher as a chill breeze flew along the quiet country lane. “You know she
died there,” she whispered. “The previous owner, I mean.”

“Miss Hardy was ninety-two years
old. She had to die somewhere.”

“Doesn’t it freak you out?”

“Nope, from what I hear she had a
long and happy life.”

“Really?” Sally shivered. “I
don’t know where you get that idea. She was a recluse who wouldn’t let anyone
inside the house to do repairs and renovations.That’s why it’s so cheap. Did you hear the rumors? Some
people say she used to talk to herself, and strange noises came from inside
late at night.” Her voice dropped back to a whisper. “Maybe it’s haunted. I
heard another rumor too.They say
a witch might have lived here a couple of hundred years ago.”

Elly laughed. “Sal, honey, I
think you need to go back to realtor school. Your selling method leaves a lot
to be desired.” Her eyes turned once again to the faded beauty of the old home,
and her voice was determined. “I want it.”

AUTHOR Bio and
Links:

I was born in England. My parents loved to travel as my dad spent many
years in the navy. By the time I reached the age of 12 we had traveled pretty
much around the world on cruise ships.

This sounds fun and exciting unless like me you can get sea sick sitting
in a bathtub. Lets just say boats do not feature highly in my books.

I still love to travel, but I use planes. All of my life I have written
stories in my head. I would rewrite and add characters to TV shows, edit and
change novels I was reading, invent scenarios and scenes to amuse myself on
long journeys. But strangely I never wrote any of them down. About three years
ago I woke up with a scene so clear in my head I knew I had to put it down on
paper. Now, what should I do with this one page of prose? I know, I will email
it to some friends. The friends approved, in fact they asked what book it was
from. I shyly admitted it was my own work and the reaction was
immediate...please write the next bit! I did and I have not stopped writing
since.